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Stanman - FINAL ROUND Lyrics



Stanman - FINAL ROUND Lyrics




[ Featuring Kc ]

I say I say get em' lee
What's expected that shit out?
Get it signed, lit
Get em' lee, time get em' lee
Once your favorite guy now, I got no top
Grab my favorite stick and my master gives me the most time
I be living with a son that don't know his russ
Something lurking in the shadows, what I only hear
Always fighting in the cities and I like his Gotham
Got my twin next to me and he always be robbing
Only talk to me with never days, yeah really pop
Make it go 3p whenever I go club
All your favorite drive now, I got no top
I'm about to zip a weed, that became my era
All my young legend crew, I'm about to make it now
Tellin' nobody left, body in the final round
Once your favorite russ now, I got no top
Need a little song that can play a game of polka dots
Once that man moves back for a screen dollar
Letting y'all know, never come, I look strong
I should've done that, make you go holla
Cause I got a game with me, make the bank, got each other
Baby, hit me up, make some room for me tomorrow
Don't you know I'm just a nigga, who I'm from Chicago
Once your favorite album now, it's called no top
I sing this every day, tell the day I go to heaven
Even then I'm still bumpin' 24-7
Speak on my homie, he gon' teach you a like you bitch
I'm fightin' around, on the mastopede
Niggin' on those songs on key, like I'm at the peak
Niggas tryna head on me, but they even me
Niggin' on those songs, yeah I'm better than the industry
Villainaz niggas, you can't defeat me
Tryna put me down, but you know you can't beat me
Gonna knock the knees on it, call me speedy
Tryna take it all the money boy, you hella greedy
I ain't got all this money, but you tryna lead me
Niggas tryna eat, listen to a passage, he tryna preach
You need God in your life, cause you ain't right
Comin' comin' to your visit, that shit gotta bite
I'm knockin' sand, like I'm makin' night
Noggin' all your tarot go out, comin' like I'm makin' night
Batman's niggas, he comin' like a dark knight
Walkin' to the night, but you walkin' to the dark fight
No tight, nigga
Finallywood left me free foho
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English

I say I say get em' lee
What's expected that shit out?
Get it signed, lit
Get em' lee, time get em' lee
Once your favorite guy now, I got no top
Grab my favorite stick and my master gives me the most time
I be living with a son that don't know his russ
Something lurking in the shadows, what I only hear
Always fighting in the cities and I like his Gotham
Got my twin next to me and he always be robbing
Only talk to me with never days, yeah really pop
Make it go 3p whenever I go club
All your favorite drive now, I got no top
I'm about to zip a weed, that became my era
All my young legend crew, I'm about to make it now
Tellin' nobody left, body in the final round
Once your favorite russ now, I got no top
Need a little song that can play a game of polka dots
Once that man moves back for a screen dollar
Letting y'all know, never come, I look strong
I should've done that, make you go holla
Cause I got a game with me, make the bank, got each other
Baby, hit me up, make some room for me tomorrow
Don't you know I'm just a nigga, who I'm from Chicago
Once your favorite album now, it's called no top
I sing this every day, tell the day I go to heaven
Even then I'm still bumpin' 24-7
Speak on my homie, he gon' teach you a like you bitch
I'm fightin' around, on the mastopede
Niggin' on those songs on key, like I'm at the peak
Niggas tryna head on me, but they even me
Niggin' on those songs, yeah I'm better than the industry
Villainaz niggas, you can't defeat me
Tryna put me down, but you know you can't beat me
Gonna knock the knees on it, call me speedy
Tryna take it all the money boy, you hella greedy
I ain't got all this money, but you tryna lead me
Niggas tryna eat, listen to a passage, he tryna preach
You need God in your life, cause you ain't right
Comin' comin' to your visit, that shit gotta bite
I'm knockin' sand, like I'm makin' night
Noggin' all your tarot go out, comin' like I'm makin' night
Batman's niggas, he comin' like a dark knight
Walkin' to the night, but you walkin' to the dark fight
No tight, nigga
Finallywood left me free foho
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Writer: Stanley Johnson Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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Performed By: Stanman
Featuring: Kc
Language: English
Written by: Stanley Johnson Jr.

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